Scots Wha Hae (Rise of the Highlands)

Smoke on the hills, steel in the rain
Boots in the mud, breaking the chain
Low drums rumble under the sky
A distant cry begins to rise

They took our land, they took our name
But never our fire, never our flame
Storm in our blood, ash in our veins
We rise in the dark, we rise through the pain
Through broken fields and shattered stone
We fight for soil we call our own

Hear the pipes cut through the night
No crown can break us, no throne can bite
No tyrant’s hand, no royal decree
Can silence what we’re born to be

Scots wha hae — we ride, we roar
Kick down the empire’s iron door
Drums in the dust, hearts like stone
You’ll never rule what we call home

Roar — through the glen
Roar — rise again
Roar — let it shake
Every chain we break

Bannockburn still burns inside
Not in books — but in our pride
Steel meets steel, we don’t kneel down
Let them choke on their golden crown
From glen to shore, from peak to plain
The cry of freedom sounds again

Raise your fist, let banners fall
We are the fire beneath it all
Hear the thunder start to shake
Every chain is ours to break

Scots wha hae — hear us cry
Thunder rolling through the sky
Bagpipes scream, the hills awake
Every chain is ours to break

The drums grow wild, the pipes collide
Guitars like lightning split the night
Footsteps pounding through the ground
A rebel heartbeat in the sound

Cold wind rising, voices low
Footsteps marching in the snow
Shadows moving side by side
No retreat and nowhere to hide
Whispers turn to battle cries
A thousand sparks in thousand eyes

You can burn the fields to ash
You can spill our blood in the clash
But every grave becomes a spark
Lighting torches in the dark
From every loss a fury grows
From every wound rebellion flows

Hear it now — the rising flame
Whispered once, now screamed in name

Scots wha hae — stand unbowed
Broken bones but never cowed
Through storm and smoke, through fear and flame
The Highlands rise again

Scots wha hae — louder still
From every valley, every hill
Drums and pipes in wild refrain
The Highlands rise again
The Highlands rise again

Smoke on the hills, steel in the rain
Boots in the mud — we break the chain
The drums grow distant, but hearts remain
The Highlands rise… again…